This poem is supposed to be in blocked mode, full justification but Word Press isn’t letting me do that. So when you read this, try to visualize the poem in that form.
the poet at the former Anacone’s Inn before it closed in 2007. Photo by Theodore Stieg, Jr.
(anacone’s inn 1989)
all my life ever since i was a very
little girl i’ve loved to watch the
bubbles rising in a glass of beer
especially after it’s just been poured
i also like the way the cigarette
smoke swirls in the afternoon
sunshine coming through the
windows looking out on bailey ave
the slow snaking curl
round all our heads
gold & rose in the sunlight
oh play me a blues tune this is the
best jukebox in the whole damn city
yeah i’ll do another shot sure baby
& who is this person talking … ?
doesn’t matter just sitting
here drinking & thinking
grooving baby grooving
© polly macdavid